9 RP Chapter 26

9 RP
Written by *pieface123 and *Tifa-the-Strange

Come What May

6 fiddled with his hands nervously, brushing his hair over and over almost every few seconds as he did his best to look presentable in the suit 2 and 0 made for him. 2 chuckled at how the artist was acting, "Don't worry, my boy. You look great."
6 jumped slightly at the inventor's voice, very nervous as if 13 would like how he looked. He rubbed his arm, "I-I hope s-" they both turned as the elevator was heard, a small clang once it reached the bottom. 6 gulped.
The bucket was under the shadows of the cathedral, only light showing just steps away. 13 opened the door of the bucket slowly.
"D-dad? S-6?"
"We're coming, 13." 2 called with a smile. 6 yelled slightly as 2 pulled him gently along. He fiddled with his key until he looked up, his jaw went limp as he saw her, he didn't hear 2 congratulate on how she looked. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "Haha... it looks like 6 likes your dress," 2 chuckled as he pushed the artist's mouth back into place.
13 thanked 2 when he complimented her before giggling softly when she saw his expression.
"What's the matter, 6? Catbeast got your tongue?" 2 laughed.
6 jumped nervously at his voice, "N-no!... u-ugh... that d-dress... I-it looks good... o-on your body... I-I mean... y-you're beautiful!... u-ugh..." he gripped his key and nervously looked away. "Ugh... y-yes... pretty..." he muttered lamely.
"W-why, thank you..." 13 told happily.
"Smooth move, lover boy." 2 said to him.
6 just smiled nervously and then covered his face with his hand. 2 patted his shoulder with a small laugh. "So...where's 0?"
"U-upstairs... s-she... needs t-t-to get ready..."
"Then we'll just have to wait, I'm not leaving the cathedral without both of you."
13 nodded, taking a seat on a fallen piece of wood. 2 noticed that 6 still didn't take his eyes off the girl.
2 smiled and patted 6's shoulder, "Go on, son... she's waiting for you..."
6 clicked his key before nodding, stuttering before walking to 13, and sitting down near her. 13 fiddled with her hands, smiling.
6 tapped his fingers on the shaft of the key. He tried not to stare but how could he not? She looked amazing. "U-ughh... I-I'm s-sorry about b-being all... j-jittery..."
"I-it's okay, I'm p-pretty nervous t-too." she looked at him, blushing. "You look v-very handsome."
6 looked down at himself, his face turning red. "O-oh....t-thank you..." he jumped when he heard the elevator start to move again.
13 got up from her seat along with 6 as 2 stood near the elevator, making last minute adjustments to his suit.
When the elevator stopped they could hear 0's voice. It sounded very nervous. "Umm... okay... here I uh... come..." she slowly opened the door, holding up her dress as she stepped out.
2's optics widened at the sight before him, 13 smiled, "Y-you look v-very pretty, m-mom."
6 nodded, "I t-think the C-catbeast stole d-dad's tongue this t-time," he chuckled softly.
0 smiled at 13, "Thank you, sweetie..." she looked at 2 and giggled, waving a hand in front of his face, "ugh...t-2?"
2's shocked expression turned to a love struck grin, "I'm all yours, pretty lady," he giggled.
0's face deepened in red as she covered her mouth to giggle. 13 and 6 laughed as well, 6 nudged his father. "S-smooth..."
"My boy, that was just a warm up. I'm the definition of 'smooth'," he grinned as he held out his hand to 0.
0 rose an eyebrow at him, "Alright, Mr. Definition of smooth..." she moved his hand out of the way. "Let's see how you handle this..." before the inventor could ask, 0 grabbed his collar and smashed her lips against his, tilting her head as 13 and 6 laughed.
2 grinned and kissed her fully, showing nothing but love and passion. He exhaled softly when their lips parted, "See? I'm Mr. Smooth."
0's face was beat red, she sighed and giggled softly. "You win this round... Mr. Smooth," she smiled at him.
"Let's go on with the show." 2 wrapped his arm around hers, leading to the outside.
6 smiled as his parents past him, he cleared his throat and slowly extended his hand to 13. "umm... s-shall w-w-we?"
13 placed her hand on his, blushing. "Of c-course."

They followed 2 and 0 outside, 5 placed a record on the music player and saw the couples walking towards him, he wore a butler like tuxedo with a small bow tie. "Hello, honored guests. My name is 5, I will be the one in charge of the music this lovely evening." he chuckled. "Wow, mom you look great!"
0 laughed, waving. "Thank you, sweetie... you look pretty dashing yourself." 6 gulped slightly, squeezing 13'd hand. He had to look away, but she was beautiful, he didn't want her to think he was staring.
"Now would the gentlemen offer their hand to the ladies?" 5 said as he readied the music player.
6 coughed slightly and rubbed his arm, finally looking up at the beautiful dancer. "u-ugh..." he slowly opened his hand out to her. "...w-would you...d-d-dance with m-me?"
The girl took it, feeling his other hand slowly wrapping around her waist as she looked up to him with loving eyes. "W-with you... Always..."
6 smiled at her, rubbing his hand around her. "U-umm...you're p-pretty..." he nervously laughed.
"R-really?" she asked with a glimmer of innocence in her eyes.
6 nodded slowly, pulling her closer slightly, "Y-yes... V-v-very pretty."
2 offered his hand to 0 with a smug grin, "Care to dance?"
0 smirked at him, "Yes... I would..." she placed her hand in his palm.
2 gently twirled 0 into his grasp, "0, you look as beautiful as the day I laid eyes on you."
0 smiled and laughed, "Really?... why, thank you..."
5 placed the record in place and began to push on the small leveler on the side, music escaping from the megaphone.
13 smiled at the sound of the music, she was a little nervous but felt at ease when they began to move with the rhythm of the melody.

Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before

6 smiled and rocked to the beat of the song, gently swaying the dancer. "Sooouunnd..." he sighed.
13 giggled at how he said that word, he always sounded so amazed whenever he said it.
0 placed her hand on his shoulder and lifted her other hand in his grasp. "Let's see if you still got it, Mr. Smooth..." she smirked.
"Oh, I still got it and I'll never lose it, my dear." 2 gently kissed her cheek.

I want to vanish inside your kiss
Seasons may change, winter to spring

But I Love You, until the end of time

0 smiled and leaned her head on his chest, "Mhmm...We'll see..." she breathed with a warm smile, snuggling her head under his chin.
2 chuckled, resting his head on hers.

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you, until my dying day

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace

6 heard her giggle and smiled at her, squeezing her hand and moving softly to the music, he giggled, "S-sound is p-p-pretty... like... y-you.."
13 gazed into his eyes, her cheeks turning red before she pecked his lips, stealing a small kiss from him.

Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
It all revolves around you

There's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side

6's optics widened slightly as he felt her lips, his face turned red and he smiled nervously, he gripped her waist. "W-what was t-t-that for...? I-I mean!! I-I liked it b-b-but... umm..." he bit his lip.
"C-can't I s-steal a little k-kiss?" she asked bashfully.
6 nodded slowly, leaning his forehead on hers. "O-only y-y-you..." he whispered.

Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I'll love you, until the end of time

0 giggled softly as well, rubbing her hand up and down his back. "What am I going to do with you...?" she sighed.
"I don't know," he said a little deviously, but he kept swaying her back and forth gently, whispering the lyrics to her.
"Every day I'm loving you more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?
Telling me to give you everything"

0 closed her eyes, listening to his gentle voice. She muttered the next lyrics softly,
"Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time."

5 looked at the couples dance the night away, smiling. He was so happy for them. His mentor and his mother figure, the dancer and his younger brother, dancing with each other, nothing but smiles on their faces, at peace. Nothing dared to disrupt their moment, and he would make sure nothing would do so that night.

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

~~~

The sound of optics clicking slowly echoed in the darkness, followed by metal clicking on wood. The figure rubbed his head before his optics adjusted to the darkness around him; a small ray of light pierced the black atmosphere from above and through a small keyhole. The figure tried to stand, yet hit his head on the wooden surface above him. He crawled to the opening, pushing the wooden wall with the keyhole for his freedom.
The figure winced at the rusty hedges squeaking as he pushed the box he was trapped in open. "a-ah?!" he shielded his optics from the lighter atmosphere outside, soon rising to look at his surroundings with a scowl.
Once his optics got used to the light he stared at a body a few feet away, hanging from a rope with some cables attached to its chest. He raised a brow, unimpressed as he got himself out of the box, brushing the dust off of his body. He explored for a moment the desk he was walking on before noticing a broken mirror standing near the desk.
He made a questioning noise before stepping in front of it, blowing the dust away. The first thing he noticed was his hands, long needles extending from his fingers. He smirked.
'That always comes in handy...'
His body was tall, lanky, covered in stitches and a single patch on his side. He turned; his back was covered in dried dripping ink a huge 'X' on his back. He growled
'Me?...a mess up?...Never!'
The stitchpunk, known as 'X', looked up to the hanging stitchpunk body.
'He may be a mess up, I have awakened yet he has not...'
The doll hung by his limbs, a perfectly inked '9' on his back. X glared at his perfection. 'I should be of perfection!! Not a screw up that was doomed for darkness!!' in a flash his rage over came him. He climbed up and slashed at the ropes that held the doll, with his razor needle hands. Soon the 9th doll hung by only a wrist. X dropped to the ground, clenching his jaw in anger as he glared at the dead scientist on the floor.
"9 huh?... well, you'd have to get to 9... The remaining dolls shall pay..." he hissed his words. "... and the first made shall suffer the worst!!"
He jumped from the desk to the floor where the corpse laid, walking towards his maker and marking his wrist before running to the outside.

To be continued...